“Bianca Scott.” Dave interrupted her before she could explain, his gaze intense. “I need a straight answer. Is this really your final decision?”

Bianca felt a jolt of clarity, abruptly grounding her thoughts. Hadn’t she decided to set a firm boundary with him from the start?

This was her chance to be clear. Why was she hesitating?

Her fists clenched, and tears welled up in her eyes. She struggled to stay composed, meeting Dave’s gaze with a forced smile. “Yes, ...